From the day my eyes first open nVoices inside started speaking nLullabies like faded memories of an Eden in eternal spring nWhere at will colors reappear, where creation blooms in rejoice nDodging away its mourning mantle nIn horizon ablaze the sun shone nOn those mourning themselves, slowly given back their senses nGiven courage to hold on longer and a goal to breathe for nnDesert traveler in a mirage welcome nFeeling a presence, yearning for fairy hands nTo steer the dormant soul back to life again nRemote heaven, like an island by all lines bypassed nAt times seen drifting in the horizon to disappear nnA mere glimpse was enough to reopen the wound nnThe awakening comes nSorrows held within all want out at once nAll day sleepwalking nDaydreaming over a memory nA star around which all thoughts revolve, nWorlds feeding on its light, nAt times the dream comes to life, yet elusive remains nnStars fell from the skies, by this marvel overthrown nAt last breathed life in, from mire raised nReality comes soiling illusions nWith its clouds the skies darkens nnFlogged by the wind, howling heavenward nTo keep away storms marching in nTo halt the march of time, so winter won't come again nnThen the sleepwalking resumes, while the anima sleeps nChews its way to the core, worming within the domain of dreams nBeckoning refuge, until the worm wiggles in its sleep nIn lust for this life again, this constant cycle of hopes and despairsn